MORNING SKY
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Kitchen 8:52am
The Blue-grey Clouds
sitting low
over The Slate-grey Ocean
are My Call
to drink
from The Horizon
The Hawk Kitchen 8:52am
The Blue-grey Clouds
sitting low
over The Slate-grey Ocean
are My Call
to drink
from The Horizon
I hope you answered that call.
I do drink literally as I stand before My Kitchen Window looking out to The Horizon, and figuratively every day when I gaze into My Future.